“If you’re with me, I’Il get used to it. If you’ll leave me I’ll get used to it. Choose wisely!”

You know you are with a strong person when they make you realize how much stronger you can be.

You were like water the parts of your heart I touched before casually moved forward, leaving me bewildered. What wrong did I do?

My hustle made so many people uncomfortable. Because I refused to be moulded unlike them.

Anyone who makes you feel inferior can never be a strong person no matter how much they pretend to be one.

Stardust collected was found in the crumpled pages of my books, for I travelled in all the realms through them.

I looked at the mirror long enough today. Only to meet ‘you’ that was still left in me.

Yes, heartbreak crushes you, but they also turn you into someone you as a kid always wanted to be.

Its a part of adulting when you start to see each human too clearly and then there is no going back.

I had been dead inside for so long that now I want to ‘freaking’ live.

Your departure was like trusting the process of seasons. I never knew i’d bloom again after a terrible fall.

I stare at the moon for that undying confidence to shine alone.

Lot of things to be done today but lets start with being grateful first.

If ever I get lost don’t take me down that road, instead show me the way to my home. I cannot afford to escape what I’m designed to learn.

There are so many extraordinary things done in an ordinary day that goes unnoticed.

Poetry isn’t about beautifying the words; Its about stripping off its thick cover and appreciating the rawness.

They fear; Fragile feminine body with a rigid sense of integrity.

Leave me like you mean it. My heart can’t keep waiting for you.

Let love cover me, just like the leaves on pavements like blankets in fall.

From the Leaves, and Downs, and Beards of Plants, we come at last to the Seeds; and here indeed seems to be the Cabinet of Nature, wherein are laid up its Jewels.”

The chilly morning breeze wakes me this whiff of fall is so welcoming, my soul craves the changing leaves along with the toasty seasonal drinks while I am wrapped in my blanket basking in warm, sweet dreams.

People leave because staying requires effort.

The hardest part of leaving is to make it look so easy… isn’t that the unfortunate fuckin truth.

I leave before being left. I decide.

Love is the force that leaves you colorless.